Well, over the past week I have received my first few hate emails from the blog. Hmmmm, does that mean I have made it?? Like actors who know they’ve “made it” when they have their first stalker?? Haha…. yeah, probably not. But one can dream 🙂 To date I have now received three angry, bitchy and just plain MEAN hate emails related to the post I wrote about my colleague Paromita’s wedding about 10 days ago (click here to view the scandalous post). I’m not an idiot, I realize that I am not writing in a diary hidden in my night stand. I know that by opening up my thoughts to the masses that it is fair game for anyone to – in turn – open up their thoughts to me about what I write but I really wasn’t prepared for the tone and some of the vicious comments. The first couple emails hurt a bit, which I received last week. They used profanity, called me names and basically said that I was an idiot for thinking and feeling the way I do. But the funny thing is that their angry tirades were not written to correct any of the mistakes that I made about the order of the wedding ceremony, or errors in how I described the processes. Not one! They were all insults to me about my own silly things like the way I described the way I couldn’t walk right and the way I felt all wrapped up in my gorgeous saree or the way I chose to compare the music from “western” weddings again the cool sounds of an Indian wedding. Oh and my favorite, the fact that I didn’t know that I would be taking my shoes off at the wedding. haha Oh for F’s sake!! I clearly state that this was my first Indian wedding. I mean at that time I had only lived in India for two weeks, cut me a bit of slack, haha.
To me, it is as if they didn’t really read my blog post as it was intended… or at least not with an open mind to absorb my perspective as a foreigner and first-timer at an Indian wedding. And I can’t really fix that now can I?
Today I received the third one and to be honest it was easier to digest. I told myself last week that the moment I read the first nasty word that I would hit the delete button but I was so curious that I read the whole thing. I felt like a mosquito flying toward the blue light of the zapper machine, haha. I couldn’t stop myself and couldn’t take my eyes off of it!! But it was easier this time. I sorted out the fact that the people writing the hate emails happened upon my blog unintentionally through a keyword search on Google. They had no intention of reading about me and the life I lead as a foreigner living in Bangalore. They were either searching for a saree shop or investigating things for their Indian wedding. So to these women I was just taking the piss out of something really important to them.
Now what the hell to do with the next ones? I don’t know if I can stop reading them because to be honest it is pretty entertaining. And it does give the whole blog experience a reality check. I guess as long as my next hate email isn’t hand delivered by a stalker I am A-Okay 🙂 haha
XOXO from Bangalore
© Angela Carson, Angela’s Adventures in Bangalore blog and photos, 2011